I was sleeping/resting in a king size bed with my eight year old nephew. We had a really late night so when I heard him talk, I wasn't sure if he was talking in his sleep or was awake. He said "I love you Aunt Denise" and then fell right back to sleep. I told him I loved him too, and brushed the top of his hair. It was the sweetest thing. Moments like that, I am so grateful for the wonderful relationships I have with my nieces and nephews and that they appreciate it.